So right now, Ye Lingyue only has half of the supernatural powers of the so-called Mother of the Earth.
For the remaining half, she has to obtain more power from Mother Earth.
But right now, apart from Lei Yiming, no one else has the power of the earth.
Before Ye Lingyue could think it over, the White Dragon King's dragon claw had already fallen.
Although it is only the form and spirit of the White Dragon King, the coercion of the dragon claws is not weak.
A claw fell, and the earth battle armor on Ye Lingyue's body shook.
Such a strong coercion.
Ye Lingyue thought to herself.
Under Ye Lingyue's feet, the last few inches of the intact ring exploded.
Half of Ye Lingyue's body has been buried in the ring.
The coercion of the White Dragon King was overwhelming, and it was impossible for Ye Lingyue to get rid of it.
"Concubine Yang, you still haven't sacrificed the ancient sacrifice spirit? If you continue like this, you will only have a dead end. You think that with your broken armor, you can withstand my White Dragon King. To tell you the truth, even the earth The mother of the mother is still there, and she is an equal true god with the god of Luoshui. The White Dragon King is the mount of the god of Luoshui, and the battle armor on your body has not received the true inheritance of the mother of the earth at all."
Shui Feng's arrogant voice hovered in his ears.
After all, as soon as the White Dragon King Dragon Claw exerted its strength, there was another exclamation around the ring.
The battle armor on Ye Lingyue made a sound.
The battle armor began to shatter, as if the next moment, the earth battle armor would shatter.
On the body, something fell.
That was the scroll, the scroll that contained the ancient spirit.
The scroll opened, revealing a portrait of a unicorn.
"That's your ancient spirit? I didn't expect it to be a unicorn."
Shui Feng turned her eyes and saw the portrait.
When Ye Lingyue discovered that the ancient sacrifice spirit was actually a Qilin, his eyes burst into ecstasy.
Qilin, that is an existence that is almost on an equal footing with the Dragon Clan.
As long as he devours it, his White Dragon King will have another supernatural power, and he can take revenge, kill that Yun Sheng, and take back several abandoned cities.
Shui Feng's eyes lit up with ecstasy.
Shui Feng jumped down and landed beside the scroll.
"Tsk."
Ye Lingyue cursed secretly.
At this time, she is riding a tiger and cannot get off. Once she moves, the earth battle armor will shatter.
But she can't just watch the scroll of the ancient festival spirit fall into Shui Feng's hands.
"No, Ling Yue is in trouble."
Under the stage, Diyang Qingfeng was both worried and depressed when he saw this dangerous scene.
"Diyang Qingfeng, what are you going to do!"
Seeing that Diyang Qingfeng was about to charge up the stage, Chen Ri was frightened and stopped him.
"Concubine Yang is in trouble, I can't just ignore it, it's not fair for the other party to fight two against one."
Diyang Qingfeng said unhappily.
"She has an ancient sacrificial spirit, but she didn't call it out herself. Besides, where do you think this is, this is the Tibetan mountain city. You didn't see those lanterns."
Chen Rinu pursed his lips and pointed to the lanterns hanging around the arena.
The lantern is like a will-o'-the-wisp, floating up and down, and there is no sign of extinguishing in the wind and rain.
Those lanterns are like multiple pairs of eyes, watching everything around.
"These are the eyes and ears of the Tibetan tiger. If you act rashly, you will be the one who is unlucky. We will not even think about participating in any monthly fairs in the future."
Chen Ri muttered.
"Then just watch her being swallowed by the White Dragon King, look at the White Dragon King, he is very fierce."
Diyang Qingfeng broke into a cold sweat for Ye Lingyue.
He really didn't understand why Ye Lingyue didn't just summon the ancient sacrifice spirit.
"Are you really stupid or fake? Shui Feng plotted against the ancient priest. He promised Ye Lingyue to fight for the ancient priest on her body. Once the ancient priest came out, he would probably be swallowed alive by the White Dragon King." .As for your kid going up, forget it, you are just doing a tooth sacrifice for the White Dragon King.”
Chen Ri said.
It is said that Shui Feng was broken by a Buddhist master who is proficient in supernatural powers. He made it clear that he wanted revenge.
"This won't work, and that won't work. It would be great if Gu Jiling could come out to help by himself at this time."
Diyang Qingfeng looked at the arena, Shui Feng had already landed next to the painting scroll, and the next moment, the painting scroll would fall into his hands.
Diyang Qingfeng looked at Ye Lingyue, who was suppressed by the White Dragon King, and then at the painting scroll. At this moment, he suddenly thought of something.
"dagger!"
Zitang's dagger.
He took out the dagger in his arms.
Earlier, Zitang said that he was asked to hand over the dagger to Ye Lingyue.
After forcing Qianlan Buddha back, the dagger flew into the crowd, and when Diyang Qingfeng approached, the dagger spontaneously fell into Diyang Qingfeng's hands.
At this moment, there has been no movement.
Seeing the White Dragon King showing his might, Diyang Qingfeng also felt his scalp go numb.
"Dagger, dagger, if you are really spiritual, please help me and save Ye Lingyue."
Diyang Qingfeng held the dagger and muttered.
But the dagger remained motionless.
At this time, not far behind Diyang Qingfeng, a figure flashed by.
It was a man in a black cloak.
There are many people at the Tibetan Mountain Moon Collection, and there are all kinds of people.
This man was a little different.
He was clearly standing in the crowd, but it gave people the illusion of being superior.
There was obviously a crowded crowd beside him, but when the man approached, the people around him didn't feel like they dispersed.
Because there was an inexplicable cold feeling on the man, as if he would freeze him into ice if he got close.
The man was looking at the ring at this time.
His eyes fell on Ye Lingyue.
There was a flash of surprise in his eyes.
He looked at the scroll of the mangy unicorn again.
The painting scroll has fallen into Shui Feng's hands.
The man's eyes moved.
Seeing that the painting scroll fell into Shui Feng's hands, Ye Lingyue was also a little worried.
Fortunately, as long as the Qilin didn't get his order, it wouldn't appear.
But at this moment, Ye Lingyue's eyelids twitched.
In the painting scroll, the mangy unicorn moved directly.
With a roar, the mangy unicorn jumped out of the scroll.
how
Ye Lingyue was startled, she forgot to use the power of the earth to resist the White Dragon King.
The earth battle armor on his body turned into powder in an instant.
The dragon claws of the White Dragon King fell.
But at this moment, the flying dagger in Diyang Qingfeng's hand also buzzed.
The flying dagger cut through the sky and flew towards the ring.
The White Dragon King's claw fell, and it was about to crush Ye Lingyue into minced meat.
The flying dagger flashed coldly, and the White Dragon King narrowed his eyes slightly. It seemed to know the power of the flying dagger, and it didn't face the enemy head-on. It flicked the dragon's tail, and the dragon's body circled up.
And at the moment when the Qilin flew out.
Under the arena, that mysterious man was also quickly submerged in the crowd without a trace.
On the ring, the White Dragon King and the Qilin Qilin have already fought into a group.
Shui Feng's expression changed, and Ye Lingyue also stood up from the gravel.
The eyes of the two looked at the crowd under the ring together.